The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth : Chapter 51 - Beloved

December 12, 2024 Oyen 0 Comments

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Chapter 51: Beloved
 
Ji Ling watched in shock as the doppelgänger, dressed in his clothes, swaggered out. His face was full of disbelief. Carlos had actually come up with such a tactic! How on earth did he manage this? 
 
In this world, disguise devices were indeed advanced. Ji Ling recalled how, in his previous life, he had used one of these devices to ‘humiliate’ Ning Yu, only for Ning Yu to impersonate him and escape. However, no matter how advanced these devices were, they were ultimately just illusions. At best, they could fool unrelated people; trying to disguise oneself in a familiar setting without being exposed was almost impossible.
 
That was why Ji Ling hadn't considered this possibility before.
 
But this person... He hadn’t used a disguising device. He truly looked exactly like him!
 
Carlos, noticing the boy’s stunned expression, affectionately kissed his hair and chuckled softly. “This is a biological clone I created in your likeness. Its eyes, fingerprints, blood, and hair are all identical to yours, capable of passing any test. But it’s not a real human; it’s controlled by AI through a mechanical chip. It can perfectly mimic all your habits. Don’t worry—it’ll replace you well, and no one will ever notice your absence.”
 
Ji Ling’s eyes widened. What the heck? A biological robot???
 
The reason Carlos had waited so long to act was to prepare this. He carefully placed the disguise device, which had just been removed, behind Ji Ling’s ear. Then, he injected something into Ji Ling’s neck, rendering him weak and unable to speak. Ji Ling collapsed limply into Carlos’ arms.
 
Carlos helped Ji Ling change clothes, tidied his hair, and finally put a hat on him. Smiling faintly, he said, “Let’s go home.”
 
Ji Ling was completely immobilized and could only glare at Carlos with hatred.
 
When he was taken out, everyone outside had already left, following the clone and leaving him completely alone. Ji Ling almost cried. This was too ruthless. Carlos was a savage!
 
Ji Ling: [I think I’m doomed QAQ.]
 
The system, though worried, still tried to comfort him: [Don’t panic. This isn’t the first time you’ve been in a tight spot. Maybe it’ll turn out okay again this time!]
 
Ji Ling: […]
 
………………
Carlos carried Ji Ling to a car, and before long, they arrived at his family estate. Taking the elevator from the study, they descended underground. Along the way, Carlos made no effort to hide anything, clearly unafraid that Ji Ling could escape.
 
Ji Ling nervously observed his surroundings. When the elevator doors opened, what lay before him was a vast and luxurious underground palace. His mouth fell open in astonishment. Carlos’s family estate had such a place beneath it? Incredible!
 
Carlos noticed his amazement and smiled as he explained, “Back in the Earth era, my family was one of the financial groups controlling genetic evolution agents. Later, we followed the Imperial Family to establish a new home here. At that time, the Empire wasn’t as powerful as it is now and faced attacks from numerous other species and various cosmic threats. That’s why an underground base like this was built. Although it’s no longer needed for defense, my ancestors continued to renovate it over generations, turning it into a palace. Only the head of the family is allowed to enter.”
 
Ji Ling stared at him blankly. Why are you telling me this? Isn’t this your family’s secret? Is it really appropriate to share it with me?
 
After a moment’s daze, he realized the implication. Carlos didn’t plan on ever letting him leave, did he? That would explain why he didn’t bother hiding the entrance or the origins of this place. The more Ji Ling thought about it, the more convinced he became. Fear and anger surged in his heart. If looks could kill, Carlos would already have been torn to pieces!
 
Carlos, amused by the fury in Ji Ling’s eyes, appeared quite pleased. He carried Ji Ling into a lavishly furnished room, gently laid him on a soft bed, removed the disguising device from behind his ear, and smiled tenderly. In a low, magnetic voice, he said, “From now on, you belong only to me.”
 
Ji Ling had been simmering with anger. Carlos was truly the story’s most cold-blooded and ruthless villain. Locking him up at the slightest provocation! And now, with a clone of him outside, no one would even notice his disappearance, let alone rescue him. What’s with you, anyway? I’ve been reborn and clearly don’t trust you anymore. Why are you so determined to mess with me?
 
The drug’s effects wore off, and Ji Ling could move again. He angrily slapped Carlos’s hand away and said coldly, “I will never belong to you.”
 
Carlos wasn’t upset. The elegant smile on his lips didn’t falter. “Oh? Is that so?”
 
He gazed lovingly at Ji Ling and said softly, “Do you know what your clone will do when it gets back?”
 
Ji Ling’s expression changed slightly. This was what he feared most—not just his predicament, but the possibility that the clone would wreak havoc using his identity. If that happened, his father and family would be in a completely passive position! Carlos would undoubtedly seize this opportunity to pit him against Jing Sui!
 
Despicable. Utterly despicable!
 
Carlos smiled faintly. “After returning, your clone will tell Grand Duke Ji Ting that you are utterly disappointed in the Emperor’s disregard for your feelings and his failure to pursue the real culprit. It will announce your intention to marry me as soon as possible. Once our relationship is legally recognized and everyone knows you’re my lover, I’ll let you go. Deal?”
 
Ji Ling: ???
 
Hold on, brother. Why are you so obsessed with marrying me? You’ve gone to all this trouble just for a marriage? 
 
Do you make a clone just to secure a title???
 
You’re making me think you actually love me.
 
Carlos stroked Ji Ling’s head, looking into his eyes. His voice was gentle, but his words were chillingly ruthless: “Silly boy… There was never a second option. I’m never going to annul our engagement. Doing so now would only let the Emperor’s schemes succeed and confirm his accusations against me. Why would I ever agree to that? You can’t escape.”
 
Ji Ling: …
 
Carlos looked at the shock, fury, and helplessness in the boy’s eyes. Though he wore a smile, his heart felt a familiar, numbing cold pain.
 
So what if I love you? You won’t believe it. You won’t accept it.
 
Even if you remember the events of our past lives, the outcome will not change… So I’ll give you what you want—a version of me that doesn’t love you.
 
For the first time, Carlos was willing to use such unscrupulous methods to obtain someone. Yet sometimes, true love doesn’t need, nor can it bear, to be spoken aloud.
 
To say it would only give others a weapon to hurt him.
 
He never likes to expose his weaknesses in front of others. He had made that mistake once with Ji Ling. It would never happen again.
 
This child, so kind-hearted, could sometimes be the most merciless of all.
 
His compassion and forgiveness had never been extended to him—not even a sliver.
 
If that’s the case, then he didn’t need it either.
 
He just needed to possess him.
 
Ji Ling gazed at Carlos's elegant smile and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. He had actually believed earlier that he could negotiate with Carlos. But the truth was, Carlos never intended to negotiate. Every word he said was merely a ploy to lower Ji Ling's guard. Advancing through retreat, retreating through advance, he had successfully lured Ji Ling into the open!
 
Carlos raised a hand to clasp Ji Ling's chin, gently kissing those trembling lips. His rich, melodious laughter escaped through his lips. “As long as you behave obediently, nothing bad will happen. Understand?”
 
………………
And so, Ji Ling ended up staying in Carlos's underground palace. Other than the few mute-like, impeccably obedient servants, he saw no one. Though the place had everything and was impossibly luxurious, the sunless days still weighed heavily on him.
 
Carlos's actions left him utterly baffled. Although he claimed he was doing this to oppose the Emperor, and he seemed cold and ruthless, was it really necessary to go this far? Using a substitute to take such risks?
 
Even as an ordinary person, Ji Ling could tell how unnecessary and counterproductive such actions were. Moreover, Carlos was absurdly insistent on marrying him. Ji Ling suddenly felt a pang of helplessness and couldn’t help but think of a phrase—Love is a burden.
 
Carlos was the kind of man who had everything, yet he wasted his time playing this game of forced love with Ji Ling. At this point, Ji Ling almost believed this was genuine affection.
 
But the problem was... he was straight! He didn’t like this terrifying villain! If they did start a relationship, what if one day this villain went mad and suddenly decided he didn’t like Ji Ling anymore? Would he end up killing him on a whim?
 
That was a very real possibility!
 
Being loved by a psychotic villain was a tragedy. Ji Ling lay on the bed, utterly despairing.
 
Perhaps he was overthinking. Someone like Carlos couldn’t possibly be doing all this just for him. He must have a plan. If they really did get married, the Ji family would be tied to Carlos for good. That had to be his real goal!
 
It wasn’t long before dinner was served. Ji Ling looked at the table full of gourmet dishes. After a moment of hesitation, he picked up his chopsticks.
 
It was clear he wouldn’t be escaping any time soon. He might as well not let the food go to waste. The painful memories of his hunger strike at the palace were still fresh in his mind! Jing Sui’s harshness couldn’t compare to Carlos’s methods. Ji Ling had every reason to believe that if he refused to eat, Carlos would force him to. To stay strong for whatever battles lay ahead, Ji Ling decided to channel his despair into energy and eat well!
 
Not long after Ji Ling finished his meal, Carlos came over.
 
 Carlos embraced him from behind, leaning down to inhale the scent near his neck. He chuckled softly. “How are you feeling today?”
 
Ha! How dare you ask how I’m feeling!
 
Ji Ling’s face turned cold. “Let go of me!”
 
Carlos sighed softly. “Your lack of cooperation is truly troubling.” He paused, then added with a meaningful tone, “I don’t want to resort to other means to make you submit, so could you try to behave just a little?”
 
Ji Ling stiffened, recalling how Carlos had previously used public opinion to corner him. This man... If Ji Ling could think of something Carlos wouldn’t do, it was only because he hadn’t thought of it yet!
 
Carlos, sensing the boy's rigid frame, pulled him into his lap. He lowered his head and kissed Ji Ling's eyes. Ji Ling shivered slightly but didn’t move this time. He bit his lip hard, his gaze defiant.
 
Carlos sighed inwardly.
 
How could he bear to hurt him? Even if Ji Ling resisted, Carlos wouldn’t touch his family, knowing it would only hurt the boy deeply.
 
He had only used public pressure to provoke Ji Ling and warn him. He could have been far crueler, but he knew he wouldn’t go any further. Of course, he wouldn’t tell Ji Ling this.
 
Ji Ling was the only one who could soften his heart. Even this small warning had been enough to make the boy panic and come running into his net. Such a kind and adorable person... How could he let go?
 
Once someone like Carlos set his sights on you, escape was impossible.
 
I am the one who has fallen and cannot escape.
 
Carlos's gaze darkened as he bent down to capture Ji Ling’s lips again. After all these years since his rebirth, he could finally kiss the person he loved without restraint.
 
If this was what it took to keep him by his side, then so be it.
 
Ji Ling, breathless and with tears pooling at the corners of his eyes, considered struggling but ultimately decided against it. He truly had no idea what Carlos might do. This man was utterly unscrupulous, with no limits whatsoever!
 
The man’s gentle yet unyielding affection felt like an inescapable net.
 
Ji Ling: [Am I about to get ravished?! QAQ]
 
System: […]
 
Ji Ling: [Why aren’t you saying anything, QAQ?!]
 
System: [They say if you relax, it won’t hurt as much.]
 
Ji Ling: […]
 
No, he can’t talk about this topic anymore!
 
Ji Ling's heart wrestled intensely—should he give in or not? If he didn’t, the outcome wouldn’t change, aside from enduring a bit more suffering. But if he did… it was just too frustrating to accept!!!
 
As Ji Ling wrestled with his inner turmoil, Carlos suddenly released him.
 
Startled, Ji Ling looked up at Carlos’s elegantly handsome face. In those deep brown eyes, he caught a glimpse of unfathomable emotions before Carlos abruptly turned and left.
 
Ji Ling:?
 
He stood there in stunned silence, watching Carlos’s retreating figure.
 
Everything Carlos had done until now clearly showed his intentions. Ji Ling had resigned himself to his fate, thinking he couldn’t escape a certain doom in this ‘dark room.’ Yet Carlos had stopped at a kiss and left without doing anything else?
 
This man truly never played by the rules!
 
………………
Despite worrying about what was happening outside, Ji Ling couldn’t do anything. Even though he was surrounded by good food and drink, his sour mood ensured that Carlos never received a warm reception. His cold demeanor kept everyone at arm's length.
 
He had to show his dissatisfaction!
 
But one silver lining was that Carlos didn’t seem in any hurry to deepen their physical relationship. He remained polite, elegant, and gentlemanly—aside from occasionally kissing Ji Ling and hugging him at night. This treatment made Ji Ling feel like a doll.
 
But then again, a doll was better than a broken one. With this thought, Ji Ling grudgingly endured.
 
One day, Carlos seemed to be in an unusually good mood. Hugging Ji Ling from behind, he kissed his hair and smiled. “Our wedding will be in a month.”
 
Ji Ling sneered, deadpan. “The person you’re marrying isn’t me.”
 
Carlos’s breath hitched, as if suppressing something, but he still let out a soft, husky laugh. “But everyone knows that you’ll be my lover. That result won’t change.”
 
His fingers brushed over Ji Ling’s neck with a languid motion. “Instead of making things difficult for yourself, why not try to accept it? If you behave, I’ll treat you very well.”
 
Ji Ling, seething, retorted coldly. “Really? Didn’t I trust you and obey you enough in my past life? Didn’t you still betray me to the rebels? So this time… if I listen to you again, what will my end be?”
 
Carlos’s arms tightened around Ji Ling. Though his back was turned, his face showed a flash of pain. That was a stain he could never erase.
 
Some mistakes, once made, left no room for redemption.
 
Carlos knew that once Ji Ling remembered their past life, his heart would be forever out of reach. But even though reason told him this, he couldn’t accept it emotionally. He had become a man so consumed by his own feelings that he was willing to do anything—even if it meant stooping low—for an unattainable love.
 
Carlos took a deep breath, concealing his emotions until only a deep, unfathomable darkness remained. He chuckled softly, flipping Ji Ling to face him, and kissed him hungrily. “Yes, I am that kind of person. But in the end, you’ll still obey, because you wouldn’t dare to gamble, would you?”
 
In the dim light, the boy’s delicate face was shadowed, his eyes shut tight, lashes trembling.
 
Carlos’s breaths were slow and heavy. He closed his eyes, burying all his tenderness, vulnerability, and pain deep within. He restrained himself, kissing the boy gently instead of going further…
 
He would never forget the day Jing Sui rescued Ji Ling from the rebel base. The boy had been covered in marks, like a broken toy abandoned in silence.
 
At that moment, Carlos had felt a fury he’d never known. He had hidden his fangs carefully to avoid scaring Ji Ling, yet others had hurt him so cruelly behind his back!
 
Those despicable vermin would pay for what they’d done!
 
And yet, his heart was torn. Half of him wanted to kill those people mercilessly, while jealousy—jealousy of anyone who had touched Ji Ling consumed the other half.
 
This jealousy, like a venomous snake, stirred the darkness in his soul, whispering temptations…
 
Carlos gripped Ji Ling’s hands tightly, feeling the boy’s faint tremors of fear. Gradually, his rationality returned. He pulled Ji Ling into a tender embrace.
 
Ji Ling didn’t dare move.
 
He could feel Carlos’s physical reaction, and it terrified him. Fearing that Carlos might lose control and act impulsively, Ji Ling shut his eyes and feigned terror, trembling like a helpless chick. Thankfully, Carlos eventually let him go.
 
………………
The next morning, Carlos was gone.
 
But Ji Ling’s worry remained. He could sense Carlos’s restraint, but he also knew that as a man, restraint had its limits. What if one day Carlos suddenly gave in to his instincts? Carlos’s patience was clearly wearing thin.
 
This thought made Ji Ling panic.
 
Ji Ling: [System, I’m not saying this to be mean, but your efficiency is too low! How long does it take to process an application?]
 
System: [You’re right. This issue has been noted.]
 
Ji Ling: [By the time your solution is ready, I’ll probably already be dead, you know?!]
 
System: [......]
 
Ji Ling anxiously stayed in his room, wondering why his life was so miserable. When he lived in the palace, he constantly worried about protecting himself. Now that he was staying with Carlos, he was still worried about the same issue. Did these people have nothing better to do? A grand duke and an emperor with no other tasks than to covet him? Was it really that amusing?
 
Ridiculous!
 
A few days later, after bathing and getting ready to change, Ji Ling noticed that his clothes had been replaced without his knowledge. 
 
Now, his wardrobe contained outfits that made his face flush red.
 
It wasn’t that they were overly indecent, but... how should he put it? Although they were exquisite, elegant, and of high quality, most were made of sheer fabrics and lace. Wearing them and looking at himself in the mirror, Ji Ling felt deeply embarrassed. He thought, This really looks like I’m trying to seduce someone—charming, but not vulgar.
 
Even worse, where was his underwear?
 
That day, Ji Ling sat curled up at the foot of his bed in a white robe, hugging his knees. He was too embarrassed to wander around. Always conservative in both dress and personality, the empty and breezy feeling underneath made him unbearably self-conscious, as though something inappropriate could happen at any moment.
 
What was Carlos planning?
 
Was he finally going to make a move on his innocent self? This old scoundrel had no shame! Ji Ling’s face turned pale at the thought.
 
Ji Ling: [I feel something’s off here.]
 
System: [What’s wrong?]
 
Ji Ling: [When I first transmigrated, you said this was a novel from Jinjiang Literature City. While it’s a Mary Sue story, it’s absolutely not some indecent literature, right?]
 
System: [That’s correct.]
 
Ji Ling: [But now I feel like I’m in a H**tang novel instead of a Jinjiang one :)]
 
System: [What’s H**tang?]
 
Ji Ling: [A site dedicated to explicit content. Completely different from Jinjiang’s pure stories!]
 
The system fell silent for a moment before replying: [Aren’t you a straight man? How do you know about Jinjiang and H**tang?]
 
Ji Ling froze for a second, then looked a bit embarrassed, his cheeks turning red. He cleared his throat and explained: [A girl who sat next to me in school really liked talking about these things and often dragged me into the conversation. I think she might have had a crush on me…]
 
System: [......]
 
Thinking back, Ji Ling felt nostalgic for the harmonious and friendly modern society he had left behind. He sighed deeply.
 
Feeling down, Ji Ling even skipped dinner, curling up under the covers in a daze, thinking about how bleak his future seemed.
 
That night, as expected, Carlos came to visit again.
 
Carlos gently but firmly pulled Ji Ling out of his cocoon of blankets, holding him tightly in his arms. Leaning down, he kissed him.
 
Ji Ling panicked. Despite the man’s restrained demeanor, Ji Ling could feel the ferocious beast lurking inside him, as if one misstep could unleash something terrifying…
 
His face was filled with despair. Why is it that no matter where I go, I can’t escape being kissed by men?
 
After a long pause, Carlos whispered near his ear, his breath warm and deep. He held Ji Ling closer and said, “I’ll wait until the day we’re married, alright?”
 
Who wants to marry you?!
 
Although Carlos promised to wait until their marriage, the problem was that the wedding was less than a month away. By then, Ji Ling realized he wouldn’t be able to escape his fate.
 
………………
The next morning, Ji Ling sat in front of the mirror, staring blankly at the kiss marks on his neck.
 
He felt utterly lost. Every day that passed felt like a step closer to the guillotine. No matter how good the food was, he couldn’t bring himself to eat.
 
The system, sensing his gloom, tried to console him: [Why not eat something? You can keep thinking of a way out. Maybe try appearing weak to stall for time?]
 
Ji Ling responded darkly: [Do you think playing weak will make him let me go?]
 
System: [After the wedding, you might be able to leave.]
 
Ji Ling: [By then, my chastity will be gone :)]
 
System: [......]
 
Sitting at the foot of the bed with vacant eyes, Ji Ling’s mind replayed on a loop: I’m going to be... fucked by a man... I’m going to be...
 
Lost in thought, he didn’t even notice when someone entered the room.
 
It wasn’t until the person approached his bed that Ji Ling slowly turned his head. Standing before him was a servant he’d seen a few times, usually inviting him to meals without saying much else.
 
He must have come to give him a meal. How could Ji Ling still be in the mood to eat? Ji Ling coldly glared at him. “Get out.”
 
But this time, the servant didn’t quietly leave. Instead, he knelt on one knee beside Ji Ling’s bed, removed a disguise from his ear, and revealed a handsome face with silver hair and dark eyes. Looking deeply at Ji Ling, he spoke in a hoarse voice: “It’s me.”
 
Ji Ling stared in disbelief. What was Wen Yan doing here? Why was he here? What was he planning?
 
Wen Yan gazed at the boy.
 
Ji Ling’s once-bright eyes were now dull and lifeless, his thin robe exposing the kiss marks on his neck. Shocked and dazed, he looked like a puppet who had lost its soul. Wen Yan’s heart sank.
 
The counterfeit sent back by Carlos immediately raised Wen Yan’s suspicions. No matter how similar, the imposter couldn’t replicate the essence of the person he loved. 
 
His boy is irreplaceable by anyone or anything.
 
Wen Yan quickly realized what had happened: Carlos had swapped Ji Ling for a fake and imprisoned the real one by his side. The thought of what Ji Ling might be enduring made Wen Yan restless. He considered confronting Carlos directly but ultimately chose patience.
 
Carlos would never admit it, and if startled, he would most likely transfer Ji Ling elsewhere or do something even more terrible. He couldn’t take that risk. He had only one chance to rescue Ji Ling from Carlos’s side.
 
Thus, Wen Yan mobilized all his resources and activated the informants he had planted in Carlos's residence for years, finally succeeding in infiltrating the place today.
 
Carlos really hurt him…
 
Seeing Ji Ling now, Wen Yan’s heart ached. In a low, pained voice, he said, “I’ve come to take you away. Will you come with me?”
 
Ji Ling stared at Wen Yan in shock. He’s here to save me?
 
Before he could respond, Wen Yan continued with sincerity, his gaze tender and respectful. “Let’s go somewhere no one knows us, where no one can force you again.”
 
Ji Ling’s eyes widened in disbelief. 
 
Has Wen Yan gone mad?
 
This wasn’t just rescuing him—it meant leaving the Emperor Star and abandoning everything! Ji Ling didn’t mind leaving; life here was unbearable. But why would Wen Yan do this?
 
He didn’t particularly care. After all, staying on Emperor Star didn’t bring him any happiness. No matter what, he couldn’t escape the tug-of-war between Jing Sui and Carlos. Every day, he was passed back and forth like a possession, constantly worrying about protecting himself. That was precisely why, when Gabriel abducted him, he hadn’t been in a rush to return…
 
Because, honestly, anywhere felt better than staying here!
 
But why would Wen Yan do this?
 
If Wen Yan really went through with it, it would mean abandoning everything he currently had. All the power he had schemed and endured to obtain, the Speaker position he worked so hard to secure, his identity, his status, his influence... he’d become a target for the two most powerful figures in the Empire, someone they’d stop at nothing to eliminate—all just to take him away?
 
This wasn’t just a simple act of opposing Jing Sui and Carlos; it was burning all bridges!
 
There would be no turning back.
 
Was this really something that a self-serving, unscrupulous, and devious villain would do?
 
With a look of utter resignation, Ji Ling asked the system: [Could it be... he loves me too?]
 
System: [......]
 
Ji Ling, dazed: [Why would he love me?]
 
System: [......]
 
This world was definitely broken. But it was so broken already that if it collapsed a little more, Ji Ling wouldn’t even be surprised anymore. He had grown numb to how ridiculous this world had become. He stared at Wen Yan, his lips moving slightly as he muttered, “Why?”
 
Wen Yan, his expression as deferential as ever, lowered his head and hoarsely replied, “Everything I have is because of you. It’s only thanks to you that I am where I am today. I once swore to dedicate my loyalty and my everything to you... So, please give me a chance to make amends. This time, I will not fail.”
 
Ji Ling: “…”
 
You sound so sincere like I actually did something to help you. But honestly, I didn’t help you at all—I just insulted you verbally regularly! Everything you achieved was thanks to your own cunning, ruthlessness, and despicable tricks!
 
And as for ‘making amends,’ what utter nonsense! We both know exactly what happened in the previous life!
 
But even though he thought all this inwardly, damn it... he found himself slightly tempted by the proposal! After being trapped in hopelessness for so long, someone was finally offering him a nearly irresistible way out.
 
Ji Ling’s gaze wavered as he struggled internally. After a moment, he fixed his eyes on Wen Yan and said, “Do you understand the consequences of doing this?”
 
A faint smile appeared at the corners of Wen Yan’s lips. He lowered his gaze, his voice calm and reverent. “I understand.”
 
Of course, you understand. What don’t you understand?
 
But even so, you still chose to do it.
 
Ji Ling remained silent for a long time before suddenly lifting his gaze to look coldly at Wen Yan. Slowly and deliberately, he said, “I have nothing to give you. Even so, are you still willing?”
 
Wen Yan replied, “I am willing.”
 
Ji Ling clenched his fists tightly. After a long pause, he finally let out a soft word: “Alright.”

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